Shugo Chara: Be happy today too

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【"みつめないで,つかまぇないで."

"Can't find it, can't catch it."】

The nightmare hidden deep in his heart is a memory that Aoki An never dared to touch:

When she was in elementary school, she lived with her grandmother in her hometown. She was free, optimistic, enthusiastic... Her face was always filled with joy. Even though no one taught her how to get along with classmates and friends, and even though her classmates were unwilling to play with her, Song Anan made friends with a group of children who were five or six years younger than her because of her desire for companionship.

Perhaps Song Anan is naturally more childish than her peers, and she gets along well with other children.

Children are always curious about the world, so Song Anan also longs to explore the world of adventure.

She always believes that there is another wonderful world hidden in places that ordinary people cannot discover.

Discover beauty in reality and reveal the world in books.

Soon, she became obsessed with children's literature books that described wonderful worlds, such as "Diary of a Little Kitten", "Charlie the Bull Ninth Generation", "The Kingdom of Little Dragons and Little Cats", "Pippi and Little Lu's Mobilization", "Xixi's Biography", and "The Magic Fairies"...

After junior high school, the "Diary of the Thieves" series, "The Great Dragon Clan" series, "The Great Mute Residence" series, "The Horror Paradise" series... the world in the books laid the foundation for reading. The life gap after high school caused a qualitative change in these foundations.

【"Miい込んだ,バタフライ."

"Lost, butterfly."】

Song Anan's parents brought her from her hometown to an unfamiliar big city and took great pains to send her to a full-time private high school, hoping that she would not become lazy and useless like her two brothers.

In the name of love, hunters put young birds from the wild into cages at home, feed them carefully, and raise them with great care, hoping that when they grow up, they will become eagles and soar in the vast sky.

But unexpectedly, the feathers that fell off during molting were sparrow feathers.

A strange environment, heavy high school studies, high pressure from parents... Song Anan felt admiration and dependence on her parents whom she hadn't seen for many years. She tried hard to suppress her nature, adapt to the new environment, and fulfill her parents' expectations.

The curiosity and desire to explore in my heart were suppressed again and again and compressed into the literary books I had read.

The world described in the books became the only world where she could release her nature. Her soul's urgency for freedom was twisted into a pursuit of extreme excitement.

Supernatural, horror, thriller, suspense... after high school, the books I read can no longer escape these words.

She also wanted to write a book to explain her inner world and release the sense of urgency that she had nowhere to go.

【"Freedom, song う, who にも见えない feather."

"Freedom sings, feathers no one has ever seen."】

The sparrow's feathers fell and danced in the air.

The paintings that bring peace to the soul are forced to put down, the games that bring noise to the soul are forced to stop, but the writing world continues.

It happened to rain that day.

The father was driving the car and the mother was sitting in the passenger seat. Their "hope" was about to be divided into arts and science. They were a little confused and wanted to ask their children what they thought.

Song Anan's parents asked her what she wanted to do in the future.

"I want to write articles." Song Anan knew that her parents would not approve of this idea, but out of trust and admiration for her parents, she still expressed her thoughts, secretly hoping for love in her heart.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped to freezing point.

My father suddenly sneered: "Be a writer?"

"How could you have such a funny idea?"

My mother smiled and nodded: "What's the point of being a writer? Can you make any money?"

They took turns criticizing the current era, saying that writing articles is a dead end. "Do you think you can make a lot of money by writing articles? There are so many people in the world, but only a few can make money by writing. And only those who are very talented will be read."

"who do you think You Are?"

"Do you think they are that powerful?"

"Don't even have a meal."

"I paid you money to study, not to let you do such a useless thing!"

"Are you doing us justice with this idea?"

"Speak, don't be dumb!"

The rain wet the car windows and also wet the collar of Song Anan's shirt.

Song Anan didn't want to be looked down upon by her parents, so she held back her tears, pretending that she was joking, and echoed their words, belittling her dream as worthless.

Tell them that you don't know what to do.

["隠してるの,ぁなたの chestのAO."

"Hidden, deep in your heart."】

The girl with blonde hair and twin ponytails in a black dress sang with her head down, and suddenly pointed her finger at the audience seats.

Some children who were immersed in the singing suddenly froze in expression, their eyes instantly became extremely empty, and an invisible black force rolled out the soul eggs hidden in their hearts and swept them into the air.

But she still didn't give up... Qing Mu An shed tears unconsciously, and the negative emotions buried her. However, the pain from pinching her arm subconsciously made her stay a little bit sober and continue to recall what happened afterwards.

She saw a travel book in which a wandering playboy recorded the interesting things he encountered during his travels, and then opened small taverns all over the country so that migrant workers from other provinces could have a place to rest.

The interesting stories in the real travel notes opened her eyes to the fact that there really is another world in the world that ordinary people cannot easily discover...

【"The reflection of the face in the mirror."

"Crying insect だ つ た ぁ の hectare."

"The face in the mirror."

"Still the crybaby look."】

Yameng looked at the four eggs in the air in shock: "No way, that is..."

Miye was equally horrified: "Egg of the Soul?"

"Is it true?" Kūkai was surprised.

“In a place like this…” Wei Shi looked solemn.

【"だけれどもう子provided by じやない."

"But he is no longer a child."】

Because of the sudden incident, the guardians did not immediately notice the abnormality of Aoki An, who was sitting between Amu and Miya, until Aoki An suddenly took a breath.

"hiss……"

The sudden pain in his chest caught Qingmu An off guard and he covered his chest. He tried his best not to make any sound and reduce his presence, but all his efforts were wasted because of this pain.

"An-chan?" Ya Meng turned her head and looked over, and was immediately startled, "What's wrong with you!"

Miya hurriedly supported Qing Muan: "Xiao An!"

At this moment, a guardian egg with a purple body and jade-colored patterns on it outlining a number of simple house structures suddenly flew out from Qing Mu An's waist bag.

Nadeshiko was confused and asked, "An's guardian egg?"

Kukai and Yuise looked up suddenly upon hearing this.

The black energy also enveloped the purple guardian egg, and the purple guardian egg seemed to have tasted something it really liked. It shook happily twice, and then a soft, baby-like voice rang out: "Weaving~Sinking!"

The sound was very small, so small that it was completely covered by the singing, but as the voice came in, the four children sitting closest to it suddenly became dull and their eyes were empty.

A deep purple energy similar to black imitated the black energy and swept out the soul eggs in their hearts.

In just a few seconds, nine soul eggs were floating in the air.